MRKTS ☆ Do You Wanna

I’m sick of this, I’m tired of all the bullshit,
I don’t care who the fuck knows who I want to read between the lines.
But the scared look in your eyes,
the only truth I will find,
we all know where you come from.
And to be honest, we don’t fucking care.
Your life or privilege,
no more silver platters.
Where the fuck will you be when all your scams clear the air?
And I know there is something else to all of this,
every broken promise, just another dollar well spent
kissing ass, sucking up.
Your arrogance makes me ill.
And now I’ll defend to the death this dream you’re trying to kill,
and now I know there is something more to all of this,
every burning bridge for a compliment you never meant.
And if I listen to you, I would only doubt myself.
Are you trying to pollute us with your ego?
I hope we meet in Hell, we will meet again in Hell,
straight to Hell.
I’m sick of this, I’m tired of the bullshit,
I don’t care who the fuck knows who I want to read between the lines.
But the scared look in your eyes,
the only truth I will find,
we all know where you come from.
And to be honest, we don’t fucking care.
Your life of fiction,
you’re so fucking clever.
How many fucking excuses do you want us to hear?
Straight to hell.

Thanks to Jon Newell for submitting Seller’s Market Lyrics.

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